Six Years After Losing One of My Twin Daughters, My Other Child Came Home from School Saying: “Pack an Extra Lunch for My Sister”

That afternoon, the front door burst open before I could even put the sponge down.

Junie ran in, flushed and breathless, her backpack half unzipped.

“Mom! Tomorrow you have to pack one more lunchbox!”

I blinked. “One more? Why, sweetheart? Didn’t I pack enough?”

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